Disclaimer: I don't own Hana Yori Dango, but I do own this story, so yeah…)
Summary: One can only stand ignorance for so long. How long before Tsukushi breaks under the pain of having a loved one forget her? She seems to have a goal to achieve, and only one can help her. R & T
Help Me Forget
He had just finished unbuttoning his shirt, exposing his bare, hard chest when a knock directed his attention to the door, and pulled him from his thoughts.
"Who is it?" he asked in a flat, bored tone.
"Young Master, it is I, your loyal servant." The old man answered.
"Are you aware that it is my bathing hour?" The young man asked, the tone of his voice never wavering.
"I am aware of that sir, but there is a visitor for you."
"Well…send them away, I am busy", the young man said, his voice now hinting annoyance.
"Sir, I think it would be unwise to do that; for I know surely you would want to see this person."
Aggravated, the young man walked across the spacious room to the door while running his hand through his thick, dark brown hair. "Well, who is th-" the young man began to say angrily, only to stop when he noticed whom his visitor was. "…Tsukushi…"
There before his door, stood a rain drenched Tsukushi, clothes clinging to her body while tears streamed down her face. Immediately he took large steps until there was no longer a gap between the two. She lifted her head, and his heart broke to see such sadness in her face. Sobbing she embraced him, burying her head into his chest, as his arms tightened around her.
"Tsukush-" the young man began to say, but was cut off by his servant's words.
"Young Master, I believe you and the young miss will be wanting privacy. I'll send someone up with new, dry clothes, and a pot of hot, fresh tea within moments, sir." The old man informed, as he turned and left.
The young man, still holding the girl, guided her into the room, and closed the door. Moments passed, both not saying anything, with only the noises of the rolling thunder, ruthless rain and brutal wind blowing against the windows. Finally, the girl's sobs began to cease. "…I can't forget. I'm sorry I just can't. I tried, and tried to pretend but it won't work, I can't live like this anymore, please, please help me…Rui."
(Hey peoples…. How'd you like my fic? Tell me what you think, k? And yes, I know it's short. Sorry (. Love and More, Aimee)